Churning in the earth
Spewing from the bowels
Can you hear the demons
Can you hear them howl
Slitering into every orifice
Like the trees growing roots into the flesh
Of the forest
No remembrance for the dead
No solace for the damned
Their bodies nourish my land
Black wings of sorrow
Circle above
They're waiting for your final breath to expel
Releasing you from your shell
Ripped apart by talons like daggers
Yet your regrets are all that matter
In the midst of your pain
You're still reflecting on the past
In the family portrait you see a silhouette of me
You can hear my voice but you could never see me
I was always a member of the family
Hanging from the tree in the lawn
A rope around your neck
Watching all of it burn
Your mother and father
Lifelessly hanging beside you
Watch it burn
Watch it burn
Looking at your brother
Looking back from the window engulfed in flame
You can hear his screams
You can hear his screams
Gently singing you to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the mire my soul to take
If I should die before I wake
I pray the mire my soul to take
I pray the mire my soul to take
I pray the mire my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the mire my soul to take